Lookout Weekend Lyrics

All my bitches know to be ready on the weekened

Sugar daddy sent a big check for me and my friends

We got a cute and I'm in a skin tight dress

He took me in the back, y'all know the rest

He squeezed on my breasts and we made a big mess

Then My friend walked in when I was getting back dressed

His homies pulled up and they was old as fuck

One was in a fuckin' Bentley, other in a Mack truck

I looked at my homegirl and said good luck

Cause them old ass niggas they gon' pick your ass up

Bend you over feed you real good

And the other might fuck you on the hood

Of his car, freaky niggas know who you are

If you do it good enough, I might give you five stars

Ten stars if you buying me a new car

Hundred stars if you fuck me right at the bar uh

If you put it in my tummy, I go crazy

Ain't no running so you bet not be lazy

I'm Beyonce and you gon' be my Jay-Z

But fuck nigga, we ain't having no babies, nah

Look out weekend cause here I come

Bitch, tell your baby daddy that he better run (better run fast)

Look out weekend cause here I come (we outside)

Bitch, tell your baby, baby, he better run

Nigga, give me that money

If you ain't got it stay the fuck away from me

I like them niggas with a big bag

I don't want you, I want your motherfuckin' dad (gimme yo dad)

What you gon' do when I come

Bad bitch, thick as fuck, full of tattoos

When I bend over, yeah, that's a great view

Pussy good, got your nigga stuck, super glue (he stuck)

I don't mean to be conceited

But when I leave the gym, he still gon' eat it (coochie clean)

Pussy good like groceries

I wrap my legs around his neck like a rosary

Niggas Hittin me up, tryna fly us out

Deposit sent straight to our accounts

Damn right, we gon' attend if y'all got money to spend

Cause this what we do on the weekends (tellem)

Look out weekend cause here I come

Bitch, tell your baby daddy that he better run

Look out weekend cause here I come (we outside)

Bitch, tell your baby, baby, he better run (skrt skrt) nigga